• there was originally no intention for this to be a nsfw chapter. i was going to skip right over it and go right back into the drama but due to chapter 138 (pls do not comment or spoil anything) i just wanted the fluff/smut cause my heart needs it lol. anyway this entire chapter is pretty much just sex so enjoy ;)
Jean's arms snaked around me gently, pulling my body even closer, ours lips not disconnecting as they moved in sync. My arms locked behind his neck, holding him as close as possible, my legs doing the same.
He broke the kiss, leaning back as he tried to catch his breath. "Hold on." He whispered, moving out of my grip and over to the door, locking the deadbolt and the knob before turning back to me. His hands moved to the bottom of his hoodie as he pulled the fabric over his head, tossing it onto the couch.
He was now left in a simple green t-shirt, his chain now showing around his neck. I smiled, taking in how simply beautiful he was without any effort.
I watched as he came back around to the island, immediately placing himself back between my legs, his hands instantly moving to my thighs, lifting me up off the cold marble counter top. I wrapped my arms back around his neck as he tightly gripped onto my legs, holding me up as my legs locked around him. He smiled as his eyes examined my face in the pale moonlight.
My heart skipped a beat as I watched him, butterflies erupting in my stomach as he spoke. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on." He whispered.
I could feel my cheeks grow warm before I softly smiled, bringing one of my hands up from his neck, gently placing it upon his cheek. "You'll never understand how much you mean to me." I watched as his cheeks turned red but his eyes never averted their gaze. "Thank you. For-" he paused, clearly having a hard time with saying his next words. "Thanks for talking to him and for letting me stay with you even though you know I don't deserve it." He laughed.
"You're right, you don't but hey, I know you'd do the same for me." I smirked as he rolled his eyes, his hand sliding up my thighs and too my ass as he pushed me forward so I was right against him. I leaned forward, connecting our lips once more into a sweet kiss.
He began walking as he made his way down the hall and towards my room, kicking the door open before kicking it back shut. He turned around, pinning my body to the wooden barrier as his lips still moved with mine.
I could feel him take my bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled back before moving his lips back down to my neck. The kisses started off sweet and gentle until he bit down, sucking on the flesh as a soft moan left my lips.
I sighed as I laced my fingers through his hair, gripping tightly as he bit down on multiple spots of my neck, guaranteed to leave marks. Soon his lips were back on mine as he lifted my body off the door and turned around towards my bed, breaking the kiss as he tossed me onto the soft mattress. I sat up on my elbows, watching as he reached behind his neck, yanking the fabric of his t-shirt until it was over his head. He tossed it onto the floor before turning back to me, slowly crawling onto the bed and on top of me, bringing one of his hands to my chest to make me lay back down again.
I smiled as my head hit the soft pillow. My hands moved to the waistline of his sweats, tugging the fabric. He smirked as I moved my hand up his abdomen, feeling every single crevice of his muscular body. My hand slid up until I reached his shoulder, my eyes averting their gaze back to his. His chain hung down, the cockiest smirk sitting on his handsome face as he watched me observe him.
"Jean." I whispered as he leaned down, his lips hovering above mine. "Yes, beautiful?" He said softly, placing the smallest kiss to my lips. "I love you." I smiled as his expression softened. "I love you, too." He leaned in, fully connecting our lips.
I felt like I was gonna melt under his touch. It'd been a week since I've fully felt him and oh god did I miss it. I missed him.
He brought one of his hands down to my thigh, forcing my legs further apart as he lowered his groin down, pressing himself firmly against me. I gasped into the kiss as he once again smirked. "What, baby?" He whispered as he dipped down into my neck, his cold chain touching my skin as he continued grinding his hips against me, my legs shaking ever so slightly at the contact. Quiet moans left my mouth as he moved his hips. His teeth once again sinking into my neck as he moved, his hand still on my thigh to keep my legs apart.
I gripped onto his shoulders, my eyes squinting shut, almost not being able to take how good it felt. Even through the layers of clothes I could feel him and it was almost torture. Heat was pouring between my legs and I knew the flimsy fabric of my shorts wasn't enough to conceal how turned on I was.
He finally came back up from my neck, moving his body up so he sat on his knees. He brought his other hand to my thigh, spreading both my legs apart as he just stared down at me, biting his bottom lip as he moved his hands down my thighs unbearably slow before grinding his hips once more.
His large hands finally reached the end as he slowly brought his thumbs up my covered entrance before his hands slid up even more, grabbing onto the edge of my hoodie. I arched my back to allow him more access as he slowly slid the fabric up my body. I sat up slightly so he could pull the hoodie completely over my head before tossing it onto the floor.
I watched as he nodded, hinting for me to remove my bra. I reached up behind my back, unclipping the strap before letting it slide off my arms. I tossed the bra onto the building pile of clothes that sat beside the bed. Jean smirked once again, before leaning back down. "Good girl." He whispered before taking one of my nipples into his mouth, bringing his hand up to the opposite one to twist the hardened bud between his fingers. "Oh my god." I gasped, my back arching at the contact as my hands instantly reached up to grab onto his hair.
My hips bucked underneath his touch, just wanting more friction as his mouth and hands continued to play with my chest. His opposite hand moved down my stomach until he reached my covered heat. I moaned as fingers rubbed gentle circles onto me, his tongue now flicking the bud. He smirked removing his mouth before moving up to look into my eyes. "Wow." He laughed. "You're so wet I can feel it through your shorts." He whispered as he removed his fingers off of me.
I'm not sure why, but I've never felt so nervous to be with him. We've had sex an uncountable amount of times but this time felt different. He was usually rough and quick to just remove our clothes but he was being so slow and gentle. His every touch felt so sensual and his tone was so seductive and after a week without any form of sexual contact, I knew this sex was about to feel so damn good.
My hand slowly moved down, reaching for his covered erection but he was quick to grab my wrist, slowly pinning it above my head. I looked up at him with a questioning look as he just shook his head before leaning down to connect our lips. His hand slowly moved down my arm, his fingers gliding across my skin, down to my waist. Goosebumps grew across my skin as his warm hand caressed my body until he reached the waistline of my shorts.
He broke the kiss, sitting back up before using his hands to bring my legs up, slowly closing them together as he grabbed onto my shorts, swiftly pulling them off my legs before discarding them onto the carpet. He once again grabbed onto my thighs, pulling them apart before he leaned back forward, his lips connecting with my neck before slowly moving down my body. Gentle kisses were placed between my breasts, my stomach, all the way down until he reached the thin lace underwear that covered my needy core.
He placed a gentle kiss against my clit, my head falling back against the pillow as my cheeks grew hot. He continued with the soft kisses, my hands gripping onto the sheets as my hips moved up, just wanting more. He chuckled, using his hand to gently stop my hips. "Someone's needy." He smirked before he brought both of his hands up, grabbing onto the hem of the black lace. I thought he was going to pull them off until I heard a tearing noise, my head shooting up to see he had ripped the underwear completely in half, a huge cocky smirk plastered on his face. "Oops." He shrugged, throwing the now ruined underwear into the pile.
"Jean!" I gasped as he raised an eyebrow. "Whaaat?" He whined, frowning.
"You cannot just rip my expensive underwear to remove it! I swear to- oh my fucking god." I gasped as his entire mouth was now on my clit, his tongue moving in and out of my entrance and up my folds. I threw my body back against the mattress as my fingers instantly gripped tightly onto his hair, as his tongue worked its way around my pussy at an agonizingly slow pace.
My hand tightened around his hair, tugging as I felt him push two fingers in. A loud moan escaped my lips as he brought his free hand up, spreading my legs further apart. "You're so utterly perfect." He whispered against me before connecting his mouth back to my clit, sucking and flicking his tongue as his fingers moved in and out slowly, his fingers curling every so slightly every time he was in.
He eventually disconnected his mouth, his fingers still pacing in and out as he moved back up, his chain once again dangling in my face. I locked eyes with him, my face a burning red at how vulnerable I felt right now. His mouth glistened with my juices as he smirked before leaning down, connecting our lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth. His fingers continued moving in and out, his palm gently hitting my clit as he moved. I could taste myself on his tongue, turning me on even more. I knew the sheets were about to be a mess but I didn't even care.
I moaned into the kiss as his fingers sped up, the contact against my clit almost too much. "Jean." I gasped as he curled his fingers even more. "Come on, princess. Cum for me." He cockily smiled, gently kissing my jaw as my hands gripped onto his shoulder, my back arching as I had reached my first orgasm.
He slowly pulled his fingers out, spreading them apart as strings of my cum hung between his digits. He smirked as he examined his fingers before his gaze turned to me below him. He brought his hand down to my mouth before he spoke. "Suck." He commanded, my face heating up even more at his orders. I slowly reached my hands up as I wrapped my fingers around his palm, bringing his fingers into my mouth.
I sucked on his digits, moving my eyes up to lock with his. His mouth hung open in pure amazement and I could tell how much this was turning him on. I moaned as he dipped his hips back down, grinding his covered dick against my drenched core, his sweats now a darker grey due to how wet I was. "Fuck, baby." He moaned, pulling his fingers out, my saliva following as a string connected between my lips and his fingers.
"Please." I whimpered, my hand falling from his
to reach down for his dick that his sweats weren't hiding one bit. The outline was so evident and I knew he was aching to be touched.
"What do you want, pretty?" He brought his rough hands down to my chest, squeezing the soft flesh before running his thumbs over my nipples, the feeling going straight to my now sensitive core. "You." I whined, completely submissive to his every move, something I'd never usually let him do but I decided to let him be as dominant as he could, knowing he was enjoying it and I wasn't gonna lie, so was I.
He raised an eyebrow, bringing his hands down to my waist as he gripped onto my hips. "What do you want me to do?" He didn't break eye contact once as his hands moved from my waist and to his pants. He grabbed the waistline of his sweats, pulling them down and off his toned legs. My gaze immediately went down to his even more exposed dick, wanting nothing more than that last piece of clothing to disappear.
My eyes moved back up his body, slowly taking in every single thing about him. He wasn't extremely ripped but he still had an extremely noticeable six pack and a strong v-line that was almost hidden by the hem of his briefs. His tattoos were placed evenly against his chest and flowed out to his broad shoulders and slightly down his bicep before they stopped. He always told me he wanted more, but he has to wait until we finish the show due to character purposes. That stupid silver chain still sat upon his long neck, the mere thought of it hanging above my face made my legs weak.
I couldn't even begin to describe his face. How someone was so fucking attractive was beyond me and I don't think I could thank his parents enough for making such a beautiful man. How I ever got so lucky for him to be mine amazed me everyday.
His lips were so kissable and soft. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of brown I had ever seen in my life and their narrow shape made him even sexier. His jawline was heavenly, so chiseled and perfect and the facial hair was even more attractive. Connie always teased him about it but I always found it so damn suiting on him. It made him look so mature, something his personality often didn't show.
"I know I'm sexy and all but I asked you a question, beautiful." He laughed.
I blushed, my mouth closing, not realizing I had even been staring for so long. My head turned to the right as my eyes avoided their gaze with him, too nervous to even look at him.
He reached his hand up, cupping my chin before forcefully moving my head back in his direction, our eyes locking as he brought his hand back down my body. "Look at me." He seductively stated before moving his boxers down, his erection springing free from the barrier, my eyes instantly moving to his oh so perfect dick. I was extremely proud to say it was all mine.
He had a perfect balance of length and thickness and it was so perfectly straight, one solid vein wrapping around all the way up to his pink tip that precum oozed from. He slowly brought one of his hands down, wrapping it around his throbbing erection as it twitched under his touch. He leaned back forward, his opposite arm being placed at the opposite side of my head as he hovered over me. My legs spread apart, wanting nothing for than for him to just slide in.
"Now, I'm gonna ask again. What do you want me to do?" He smirked, his lips barely touching mine as he stared directly into my eyes, his hand jerking his dick slowly. I knew he had to be desperate for friction but I knew he was enjoying me begging even more. "I want you to fuck me." I shyly stated, bringing my hands to the back of his head, attempting to push his lips to mine but he was stern to not move. "I love watching how desperate you are for me, and only me." He whispered as he brought the tip of his dick to my entrance, slowly rubbing it up my folds, the shaft following as he began grinding his hips, my folds wrapping around his throbbing cock.
Breathy moans fell from his lips as whines left mine, just wanting him to fully take me. "Please, Jean. I need you." I begged, gripping onto his hair.
He stopped the grinding, bringing the tip to my entrance before slowly pushing in, but only just a little bit before he pulled out again.
I frowned as he smirked, leaning down to place a soft kiss to my lips. "All mine. Everything about this beautiful body of yours is mine." He placed another kiss, pushing only the tip in once again as my legs shook. "Mine to hug. Mine to kiss. Mine to love." He paused, slowly pushing himself clear in, a loud moan escaping my mouth as my head fell back. "Mine to fuck." He groaned, a sigh of relief coming out of his mouth as he brought his other arm up to the other side of my head, fully caging me in.
"Jean. Oh my god." I moaned as he very slowly brought himself out before gliding back in. His hands clenched into fists, the sheets bunching up under him as his eyes squinted shut, clearly feeling just as good as I did right now. "Fuck." He cussed as he continued the agonizingly slow thrusts in and out. Every single inch moved in and out with ease, the way he stretched me was perfect and he so effortlessly reached the perfect spot within me, able to send me over the edge so easily every single time.
He opened his eyes, his mouth hanging open as he grunted and moaned. My back was arched, my chest flesh against his as he hooked one of his arms under my waist, using his elbow to rest himself up. He brought his other arm up, grabbing one of mine off of his head, slowly pinning it above my head. His fingers laced with mine as he tightly held my smaller hand, his other gripping onto my waist as he hugged me close. My legs tightly locking around his waist, knowing he probably wasn't gonna pull out tonight.
"I love you so much." He whispered, the most serious and loving look displayed upon his face, his eyes filled with nothing but love, not a hint of lust in sight as he just stared at me. His hips still rocking in and out at an even pace.
"I love you so much more, cowboy." I moaned, a soft smile making its way onto my face as he shook his head, laughing before bringing his lips down to connect with mine in one of our most passionate yet sloppy kisses yet.
His grip tightened on my hand, mine doing the same, almost reassuring him I wasn't going anywhere. His lips moved down to my neck, biting down once again. I knew at this point I'd be covered in hickeys but in the moment I didn't really care. I was his and he was gonna make it known.
His pace started speeding up as he went even deeper. "God, baby, you take me so well." He moaned, his warm breath directly against my ear as chills were sent down my spine. "I'm all yours." I moaned as he sped up even more. Our eyes locking and like the very first time we ever had sex, timed seemed to slow down. It was just us. I wasn't used to someone looking at me with such love, such care.
His mouth hung open again, his hair falling in his face, a complete mess from it's usual neat state. I knew I couldn't of looked much different, my hair probably tangled and my makeup more than likely smeared.
I could feel the knot tighten as he continued slamming into that one specific spot that made my whole body weak. My small fingers gripped his hand even tighter, my other hand shoving the back of his head towards me so our lips could connect into an extremely sloppy kiss.
My legs began violently shaking as I felt my walls tighten around his length, my legs locking around him even tighter as I moaned loudly into the kiss.
He groaned into the kiss, and I felt him stop his thrusts, his dick twitching inside me as he released what I know he'd been holding back for a while.
We broke apart as he fell limp on top of me, his breathing heavy. "Oh my god." He whispered.
"What, handsome?" I laughed, running my fingers through his hair.
"I almost came the fucking second I went in." He laughed, rolling off of me, his cum instantly dripping out onto the sheets as he pulled out. "I can go get the shower started if you change my sheets." I smiled, turning my head to look at him as he heavily panted. "Babe, I need a second." He smirked, grabbing onto my hand again, gently playing with my fingers.
After a few minutes of catching our breath, we eventually got the sheets changed and made our way into the shower. The water not too hot, both of us still sweaty and heated from our previous actions.
I smiled as he placed his hands on my waist, my arms sitting on his chest as we held each other under the water. "Jean." I said his name, laying my head onto his bare chest.
"Hm?" He hummed.
"I want you to know that I may not seem scared to lose you, but I'm terrified. I don't think you understand how much you mean to me." I moved back, looking up into his beautiful eyes. The same ones I got lost in every time. "I have never wanted to be with someone so bad. I want nothing more than for you to be happy." I said softly as he lazily smiled, leaning down to kiss my forehead.
"And I am happy. Right here with you." He pulled my waist closer to him. "And I promise I'm not going anywhere, trust me. I've wanted this since the second I met you. I will not be letting 14 year old me down." He laughed.
I rolled my eyes, laughing as well before I leaned back so I could look into his eyes once more. "And if something did ever happen, I'll always be right here." He smiled, bringing one of his hands up to my heart. "Or I could get one of those necklaces with my name on it." He proudly smirked.
I laughed, placing my smaller hand atop of his. "Thank you." I paused, for a brief moment before continuing my statement.
"Thank you for everything, Jean."